When Yang Jingxing looked relaxed and happy, Sister Ran came on stage again. She looked at the bar with an obviously malicious expression, as if she was brewing some crooked idea.

But Yang Jingxing no longer needed to be vigilant soon, because Sister Ran targeted the big boss, praising the love and harmony between the old gang and the boss’s wife: “… On this special day, I would like to take this opportunity to propose that Brother David be lovely for us.

The respectable landlady will sing a song, what do you think?"

All the people in the bar shouted hello and were extremely united.

Not to mention that the service industry is difficult to work in, Qidawei, who was still busy at work, did not dare to resist at all. He walked out of the bar with a smile on his face without much effort. Zhan Huayu smiled half-heartedly and did not stop him.

Things must be rare and valuable, and success depends on fame. Qidawei just left the bar and flicked his ponytail to create a sensation that a kid like Yang Jingxing could not achieve at all. Those girls and

Women obviously appreciate the charm of mature men more, scream.

Seeing how energetic Qi Qingnuo and Nian Qing were, Yuan Haonan's smile became warmer. Following Yang Jingxing's hypocrisy, Kang Youcheng also applauded the mature man.

Qidawei stepped onto the stage steadily, held the microphone and stood casually. He also had a strong aura, although he looked a little embarrassed: "...well, actually I am not a romantic person...but let's sing a song.

"

A female customer protested, asking the boss to say a few more words and try to be more romantic. Qidawei seemed to have tried, but failed to hold it in, which made Zhan Huayu amused. However, after Qidawei picked up the guitar, everyone stopped yelling.

A simple prelude, Qidawei's vicissitudes of singing: "I want to sing to you, while I am still young and beautiful..."

Everyone was holding their breath to admire it, but Qidawei stopped and felt ashamed: "I'm no longer young."

Everyone laughed, and Yang Jingxing shouted without knowing the meaning: "Still as beautiful as a flower." But he didn't dare to look at the bar, but Qi Qingnuo quickly reminded: "I'm staring at you."

Yuan Haonan was not afraid and turned to look at Zhan Huayu and laughed at Yang Jingxing.

Qidawei started again: "I want to sing to you. You are still as beautiful as a flower. Let the flowers bloom to your heart's content and decorate my branches in your years..."

Everyone observed Zhan Huayu's smile and only smiled a little before concentrating on listening to David singing a love song.

The accumulation of time is really mysterious. Qidawei sang a simple song so brilliantly that the young girls and women in the bar were fascinated. Yuan Haonan no longer glanced at Yang Jingxing.

When the song ended, the cheers and applause were breathtaking and brilliant.

Qidawei was not affected, and said: "Everyone has fun and drinks to the fullest."

Sister Ran took the phone and was still excited: "You're still smarter when you're older..."

A customer struck while the iron was hot and suggested that the landlady also sing a song, but Sister Ran did not dare to answer the question and continued her story: "...Today the Brilliant Bar is full of happiness, even though there are still lovers like me and Panpan...

...Listen to me, listen to me, what I mean is, please sympathize with us, let us take a little more rest today, okay? Here? There are so many happy people who can sing..."

Sister Ran's gaze made it clear, so the guests looked at Yang Jingxing and most of them agreed with Sister Ran's statement.

Sister Ran was cunning, and her eyes began to search for the guests: "Who comes first...you're welcome...Tangtang?"

The guests named by Sister Ran waved their hands and flinched.

But Huihuang Bar did not disappoint, and soon someone took the initiative to come forward.

Amidst everyone's encouragement and welcome, a dignified woman in her thirties who looked familiar walked to the stage gracefully, took the microphone handed over by Sister Ran, and pondered for a while: "...Thank you...I used to be a professional singer."

Or, let’s start the amateur group now, and I’ll just give you some ideas.”

Everyone supports it.

The woman hadn't finished speaking yet: "I don't know, do I have the honor to ask 402 to accompany me on the piano?" Age has not affected her smile.

Many people helped Yang Jingxing accept the honor, and even Sister Ran’s piano partner Jiang Cheng also agreed.

Yang Jingxing hurried over and passively shook hands with the woman and said hello.

The woman explained to Yang Jingxing: "Is it okay if I sing a Japanese song, Star? I work in a Japanese company, translating..."

Yang Jingxing nodded repeatedly: "I know this brand of car."

The woman smiled: "Tanimura Shinji..."

Yang Jingxing nodded without joking: "No problem."

It is also a classic old song. Yang Jingxing sat down in front of the piano and started after receiving the signal from the singer that she was ready. The melody flowing under the keys showed that she was very familiar with the original work.

The guest who sang did have the confidence to make suggestions. He sang very well, respected the original work and showed his taste. Although the singer was not very good at improvising accompaniment, Yang Jingxing was worthy of the other party's honor and followed every step without making any mistakes.

I don’t know how many people in the bar can understand Japanese. Although the accompanists are confused about the lyrics, it seems that most of the guests can appreciate it.

At the end of the song, perhaps because of the class sentiments of being fellow guests or the amateur group, everyone gave the singer a warm round of applause. The bar owner was even more supportive, with Zhan Huayu's expression obviously liking it. Sister Ran may have become lazy and gave her best performance.

, so as to encourage the next amateur to come up.

The singer enjoyed the applause for a while, thanked the audience, and then shook hands with Yang Jingxing to express cooperation.

Sister Ran took the microphone and publicly praised her for singing so well just now. She felt pressured, and then continued to call on the next person to have the courage to play.

Sister Ran was simply a little anxious: "...Come on, what we want today is to be happy. This is also the theme of today. The band has been prepared for a long time. In order to give back to our dear and lovely VIPs..."

Sister Ran talked for two minutes, and the guests in the audience started to quarrel with each other, but no one was willing to stand up.

Sister Ran had no choice but to take out her trump card and pointed at Yang Jingxing next to her: "Look, our 402 is still waiting here. Let me tell you, this kind of opportunity will never come again after leaving the glorious door. It's not me.

Bragging, if you don’t believe it, you can find a professional friend to listen, the piano level is 402..."

Yang Jingxing shouted louder than the microphone: "Don't, the leather is broken."

Amid everyone's laughter, Sister Ran's partner Jiang Cheng stood up and went to speak to Sister Ran: "Although I am not here every day, I have been here for more than four or five years. Really, the people I know here are also

Quite a few, and there are several clients whose children are learning piano in my class. I guarantee with my personality that 402 is definitely a master, and a top master..."

Yang Jingxing no longer resisted, he just lowered his head and didn't look at anyone.

Jiang Cheng said seriously: "Really, this kind of opportunity is rare."

Sister Ran added: "One day, you can tell others that 402 has accompanied you, and no one will believe it! Do you believe it?"

Many guests obviously do not have that strong imagination, and their laughter seems to be self-deprecating or mocking.

Sister Ran was anxious when Yuan Haonan over there raised her right arm and shouted in a moderate voice: "I'll come."

Sister Ran felt like she had found a treasure: "Welcome, everyone welcomes beauties... Does anyone remember that she comes often and sings very well every time..."

Amid applause and encouragement, Yuan Haonan walked quickly onto the stage. He didn't look very relaxed, as if he was in a hurry to complete a task.

Yuan Haonan did not discuss it with Yang Jingxing and directly announced: "Let's sing "Thank You" by 402. I have sung it once before..."

Feeling that something was left unfinished, Yuan Haonan directly motioned to Yang Jingxing: "Let's get started."

Compared with the last time Yuan Haonan sang this song "Thank You" in Brilliance, her performance today has made obvious progress, which can be clearly felt from the various expressions around her.

However, Yuan Haonan's body language is not as stylish as last time. She used to have a more stage presence, but today she just held the microphone quietly and sang, staring at the microphone, almost becoming cross-eyed. Because the song itself is not strong.

With a sense of rhythm, Yuan Haonan's habit of stamping his feet while singing has become an occasional lift of his heels.

However, this song is really not suitable for today's theme, so after hearing Yuan Haonan sing it, everyone could only applaud solemnly and couldn't make any jokes.

Yuan Haonan did not shake hands with Yang Jingxing, and left the stage without even saying thank you to the warm applause, leaving Sister Ran to do the relay: "The singing was really good, very nice...don't you think so?"

When Sister Ran was about to recruit volunteers again, Yang Jingxing hurriedly went over and interrupted: "...Stop promoting me, otherwise no one will be willing to sing. I will return the stage to Cheng Lu and Brother Cheng, and they will provide professional accompaniment... However,

If anyone thinks highly of me, I'm always waiting."

Someone immediately offered words of comfort, saying that they didn't look down on Yang Jingxing...

Yang Jingxing went back to his seat and was greeted by people at the table with either deep or shallow smiles. Nian Qing was especially enthusiastic: "Master."

Yuan Haonan was a little depressed: "I didn't sing well."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "The singing is very good."

Yuan Haonan insisted on regretting it: "It's your turn to sing it yourself."

Qi Qingnuo explained to her boyfriend: "He likes to listen to beautiful girls singing."

Yang Jingxing almost gave his girlfriend a thumbs up and showed off to Yuan Haonan: "She has the most say."

Nian Qing sneered a few times, targeting the plain Qi Qingnuo.

Wang Rui gently reminded: "Uncle Wei, don't be so disgusting." She seemed embarrassed to face outsiders.

Yuan Haonan didn't care about this. He seemed to be devoted to art and invited Wang Rui: "You guys can sing too."

After Sister Ran spent a lot of time on the stage, finally another young male guest was willing to show off his singing voice. However, he had no intention of asking Yang Jingxing to accompany him. Instead, Cheng Lu sang a popular song. Although it was better than the first song

There is still a big gap in the singing skills of Japanese songs, but everyone's applause and cheers did not discount it much.

Perhaps this was a truly sincere attempt to attract the audience. Afterwards, the silence was not interrupted. Guests of all ages, both men and women, came up one by one to sing with all their heart. There were no surprises and some even did not sing very well, but the overall atmosphere was warm.

However, Yang Jingxing's table was relatively quiet, and everyone seemed more respectful of the stage. There were people singing who had nothing to say to each other, except Wang Rui.

After singing five or six more songs on the stage, Wang Rui began to ask about Yuan Haonan's ancestral home. Finally, a man who was about the same age as Qidawei but a little heavier took the microphone and showed sympathy: "Well, I think

Please trouble our Mr. Yang Jingxing..."

Yang Jingxing seemed to have seen through the autumn water, and immediately stood up and waited for instructions.

The man continued: "But I'm sorry, everyone, I can't sing very gentle songs. I want to sing "Toast to the Past", I don't know if that's okay?"

No one objected, but a few were supportive, so Yang Jingxing went over.

The man even shook hands with Yang Jingxing and said, "It's a shame, I'm sorry."

Yang Jingxing said: "Look, you are someone who can sing."
To be continued...